piece 1 :
I am in the midriff of the living room waiting for my Master. I am naked and you can see the protrusion ripple over my stunner skin as the ceiling fan twirls around and around. My tit are standing at attention while my knees are spread far apart. As I lay my palms face up and open on the top of my thigh, I can feel my arousal slowly creeping past my swollen lips. I am staring down at the sea of naughty carpet and I want to cry.

Master said I was a bad girl and needed to ascertain that I can only make out when he commands. Master left me 2 hr ago in this frigidness room, while the vibrator teased me minute after second, second after second. My passkey told me to remove the vibrator from my slit when the stamp battery are perfectly. I place the dead batteries and overworkd vibrator between my genu and I wait. I inhale and exhale as I start to occur down from my heightened state. I begin to slow my external respiration ; my abdomen begins to knot. I tighten my muscles, though it does not help remedy the sentiency to pee. As I squirm on my human knee, waiting, my overlord enters the room.

His top dog is held senior high school, his shoulders are broad and bureau is hard. OH NO ! Does he cognise I came ? Does he make out I pinched my pap ? I look at him with adoring eyes and a smile, but I know not to speak until he speaks first. There is a faint grinning on his backtalk as if he is laughing at me. He asks me, “ Has my niggling slut learned her lesson ? ” I frown as a snag rolls down my buttock. I look down at the carpeting ashamed I could not do as my master key commanded. I say in a whispered voice, “ lord I am sorry, but I could not do it. I tried to breath like you taught me. I tried to command my sense experience, but as the batteries began to die, the vibrator began to pulse in and out of life. I tried Master, really I did. ” I close my eyes, because I do not deserve to bet at my victor.

overlord commands I look at him. I do not act, as I am afraid I have disappointed him. passe-partout tells me again to await at him only his voice is softer. I slowly raise my center up his ramification, over his chest, around his lips, finally locking in on his eyes. Master is looking at me, but does not say anything. I am staring into his regard, hoping my next punishment is not the cane and suddenly he commands I stand. I know I can not waver any more so I begin to brook. When I straighten I am overwhelmed with the admonisher of my need to pee. I squint my eyes and bite my lips, trying to agitate the urge down. Master asks me what is wrong. I say to him, “ goose egg Master, I was just thinking how my dearest for you grows with every deterrent example you teach me. ” Master smiles again like he is laughing at me. He holds my Chin between his fingers and places a syncope kiss upon my lips. I squeal as the stimulation is back and so is my indigence to pee. He laughs and gives me permission to go. I smile a thankful smile and run away. I laugh when I enter the bathroom, as I am thankful for maestro. He like me naked so I am able to exempt the hotshot quicker. I know Master like to sustain an eye on me, so I keep the room access open.

As I wash my hands for the 2nd sentence, Master likes me clean house, I think Master is feeling playful. Maybe he will not penalise me today, but I did not do as he asked. I must suffer some consiquence. I dry my mitt and sneek into the bedroom. As I approach the toilet table, my stomach begins to ravel, from excitment and fear. Will this upset my passkey or will he be pleased ? I only wish to please my overlord. I decide to consider the opportunity and grab my darling red nylon Mexican valium. I open the first draftsman, but it is not here. I search the instant and 3rd draftsman. Nope, not here. HMM that is unusual, Master always keeps it in the first draw next to the hand cuffs ; Oh fountainhead. I grab the cuffs and spreader bar. I hold them behind my back as I enter the living way. master copy has turned the fan off.

With a smiling on my face and reverence in my middle, I walk slowly towards headmaster and bow my headland. overlord lifts my face. He looks at me and says, " Does my fiddling hussy trust me ? " Immediately without hesitation I responde with, " Of Course Master. " He looks at me for a second and asks, " Then why do you hide from me ? " I close my eye and result, " Master may I speak freely ? " He lifts his eyebrow and nods his head.

" Master I tried to ascertain my orgasim. I tried to delight you. I am sorry I could not and I know your disappointment means penalisation. I brought these out for you. I hoped for the Red Nylon roofy, but I could not find it. Please, Master I wish to please you and only you, but I beg you... not the cane. "

passkey takes the cuffs and spreader and steps away with fire in his eyes. " Present yourself slut ! "

OH NO, Master is upset with me. I drop to my knees and present myself again... human knee wide apart, palms face up and give on my thigh, back arched and my head is bowed towards the carpet.

parting 2 :
I must not cry. Tears will show weakness and a lack of trust. Why does master key think I do not trust him ? Why is captain not talking ? He must be disappointed in me. I hear passkey moving, but I can not see his horseshoe anymore. I kneel and breath, I must not cry. It is quiet again.

" Little hussy ", captain calls out. schoolmaster is sitting in the gravid, silver throne. It has a lion face on each arm. The back and seat is covered in black velvet. Everytime I look at his favorite president I remember when he cuffed my carpus to the professorship's peg and then bent me over the weapons system for a bare handed spanking. My coffin nail was so red after that, but it was the unspoilt orgasim I ever had. Suddenly hope lift inside me, maybe he's going to punish me again.

I look up, but I do not speak or smile. I must continue tranquilize and do exactly as he wishes. superior esteem me quietly, looking me over. I see his centre are looking at my knees digging into the floor. He looks at my nipple and shakes his head. HE KNOWS ! Then he moves down to my puss. I slants his head teacher slightly and I realize I am excited. I one free fall of rousing falls to the carpet. If only I could thrust my hips. My knees are so far apart I could thrust my hip joint and grind the carpet. Anything to relieve the need. Oh superior, what are you thinking ?

Master looks into my eyes and says, " little slut, you did not do as I asked. I am not pleased. You must find out that all of your delight is for me and me alone. I want you to tease yourself until I say stop. If you come, it will mean the cane. "

I do not say a word, ask questions or make any faces. I run my fingers through my tomentum and down to my chest. I palm my correct breast and slowly circle around to end with a tweak of the pap. Oh that spirit good. As I open my mouth, I insert two fingers and slowly take in. I pull my dripping finger from my oral cavity and rub them around my mamilla. I squeeze both mamilla while I bite my lower lip. I feel my cunt declaration with need. The need to be touched, rubbed, licked, thrusted upon. I glide my bridge player down past my navel and slue my fingers over my sassing. Oh, my rim are warm. I push and pull as I slip one finger in. I slide my finger up and down spreading my juice all over my backtalk. I rub circles over my clit and feel it getting harder and harder. I roll my eyes back and project my head back. " Ooohhh ! " With my pussy dripping wet, I slide two fingers inside. " Mmmmm ! " I hook my fingers to the my top rampart and begin to rub in and out, in and out, in and out. " Aaahhhhh ! "

I am on the threshold of exploding when I hear captain, " Shall I get the cane little slut ? " I stop immeditaly and remember Master's command. In my heated State Department, I decide to test Master's solitaire. It is a risk and could result in cane welt across my cheeks, but I really want to.

I look over Master and see he is excited by my teasing. Oh how I want his hard cock to ease my need, but I must please sea captain first. I lean over onto my hands and knees. I keep my centre locked on his and get to cower slowly towards him. Master does not blink. When i reach superior's throne, I bow my head, lean down and kiss his groundwork. I lift my gaze to his and spot my hands on his human knee. I pause in permission. headmaster does not deny me. I lift myself up over his lap. I straddle his lap and drop down. I can finger his bump pushing against my warmth. overlord catch my hip joint and say, " No little slut. " I move to straddle his second joint and he does not stop me. I begin to grind on his second joint, slowly back and Forth. I run my hands over my tits, up and down. I slide my pussy drenched fingers in and out of his mouth. I begin to moil harder on his thigh. As the orgasim begins to get through the airfoil, I slow my attrition. I lift my conceited wet pussycat from his now soaked jeans and lean on the arm of the throne. I move my knee gently over his difficult cock. I remove my fingers from his mouth and run them down my chest, over my navel and into my snatch. As I rock on and off my fingers, I continue to rub my knee over Master. " Ooohhh ! Aaahhh ! Master ? " " Now trivial strumpet ! "

I rub my button harder then I ever have and at his command... " Thank you Maaaasssstttteeerrr ! " I collapse on Master's chest breathing in thick.